http://slow.writerscafe.org/JonnyTheSavage The original writings of author Jonny The Savage en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776026275 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 We are themachine men; the ones without souls. Perhaps it’s that mankind has completelylost contact with the other part of his nature, and that is the reason for hiscurrent predicament. I won’t pretend to know the why, but I equally will not pretendthat man’s destiny is to .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JonnyTheSavage/2120145/ 6/4/19 http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JonnyTheSavage/2114565/ 5/20/19 http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JonnyTheSavage/2112346/ There's a kind of incomparable elegance and beauty to the simplicity of the deepest secrets of the universe. I very rarely see it in this epoch; people are too concerned with ego to even think of keeping pace with Shiva's dance. The Secret of Secrets has always been within man's reach...why does he .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JonnyTheSavage/2002251/ One thing I know for sure: nothing is ever going to change until we change the way we look at ourselves and each other. We need to stop separating ourselves over petty things and work together for a better tomorrow. If we don't, who is ever going to? Nobody can save us but us. It will never come fro.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JonnyTheSavage/2001048/ This isn't anything special, and I doubt it's worth reading unless you're interested in why I tried to live as a woman. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JonnyTheSavage/2001045/ I always laugh when people tell me what I believe...I don't have a single belief, just a lot of theories, with various amounts of proof, and faith in what has been demonstrated time and time again; like gravity. Why is it that people view belief systems in such a binary way (you either believe in it.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JonnyTheSavage/1962445/ Without magic; there would be no science. Only foolish minds (the type that regards objectivity as a deity; instead of a practice) have forgotten this. If all it takes is a conman, armed with frippery and sophistry, to change your mind...you will forever lie in the shallows; dreaming of depth!Those .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JonnyTheSavage/1960989/ I find it strange that the term "reality map" is not used more frequently when describing competing methods of explaining the same phenomenon. You also rarely hear the term "reality tunnel" when discussing perspective...why are people so afraid of the word "reality"? http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JonnyTheSavage/1952611/ There is an ancient tradition, that few know of; and even fewer understand. The aim of my art is to express it in a way not yet done. Does this require risks and regrets? Of f*****g course it does. Is there knowledge that feels like your soul is being raped once you acquire it? You'd better believe .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JonnyTheSavage/1952609/ I always find it so breathtakingly exhilarating, the nearly daily epiphanies that I have when studying what some would call esoterica. There's nothing like coming to an understanding of the secrets of the ages...that most people believe are lost and forgotten (or worst still, useless and without poi.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JonnyTheSavage/1950713/ To examine which ideology holds the most power, at any given time: simply view what the go-to explanation for someone thinking for themselves is. In another age, it was "you're going to Hell for x" but now it's "you're crazy because y!" Some people spend all day talking s**t about theology online, b.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JonnyTheSavage/1948838/ What people rarely seem to realize: you need to be worthy of the life you'd like to have. If you want to end up with someone special; you, yourself, need to be someone special! The most sought after people, in the world, aren't going to just fall into your life and take care of everything! That's wh.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JonnyTheSavage/1948507/ I've survived some of the craziest s**t a human being can endure, and it's led me to take an extreme self-reliance viewpoint. I've been the one telling myself that everything will be okay (even though it wont, and never will be) for years now. I still remember being scared out of my mind, going in a.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JonnyTheSavage/1946299/ I do not believe anything. I have faith in what I consider to be God (or The All/The Most High/whatever silly name you'd like to give it), but I do not believe any such concept, because I wouldn't presume my gnosis to be omniscient. I think RAW put it pretty well with "My own opinion is that belief .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JonnyTheSavage/1946245/ Am I going to have to find another dimension to live in, just to play vidya? I'm so sick of the terrible releases and retarded bullshit being spewed, by useful idiots; to destroy a medium that actually was something incredible...now it's just games you can't lose and handholding "don't be mean" guid.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JonnyTheSavage/1946029/ The occult is one of the single most seductive subjects to ever exist; and if people knew what it was really about, I don't think they'd take it so lightly. If it was called "psychology of the unconscious" instead of being, quite literally, Latin for "hidden" - it would be much more apparent why the.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JonnyTheSavage/1944154/ If this piece doesn't describe you, there's no way it can bother you; and I clearly wasn't describing you. But if it does, it was written for you; in the hopes that you'll become a better person. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JonnyTheSavage/1934959/                 You cansay a lot of things about me, but one thing that will never be disputable willbe my honesty. You can mock me, you can felate me, but regardless, you cannever deny that I have presented myself as I am. You can use whatever mentalg.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JonnyTheSavage/1909279/ More stream of (collective) unconscious - note, what is read cannot be unread http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JonnyTheSavage/1898686/                 A mansits down at a typewriter, and pours his heart out; leaking every truth that hehad ever come into contact with. A few days later, he tries desperately to getit published " no one has the time of day for that kind of piece. How would .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JonnyTheSavage/1898422/ To act only in self-interest;Is to deny the miracle of existence.But we are chickens; headless,We are fools - directionless.We act as though confident; yet blind,We pretend to be enlightened, but out of our mind!But alas! There are few seeking the answer.Only problem? The truth hits you like a cance.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JonnyTheSavage/1864556/ A xerox of a photocopy of a duplicate...you cannot blame the industrial revolution for the soulless unoriginality of this epoch! Memento mori (remember you have to die) - is this how you want to be remembered collectively and individually? Because I sure don't. I'd rather make discordant noise, bare.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JonnyTheSavage/1856333/ For me, it's all aboutjournalistic integrity and a well-informed populace. I'm ecstatic whenever any media outlet does some legitimatejournalism. That being said, the Fourth Estate tends to give a very skewednarrative, and to some people, it can be incredibly damaging. I’ve metpeople w.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JonnyTheSavage/1849196/ It's f*****g hilarious that our gynocentric pussified society considers muhsoggyknees a serious issue. You have to have absolutely zero self-awareness to believe this ridiculous fantasy of persecution. Males kill themselves at a sickening rate, there is propaganda demonizing men, literally, for thei.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JonnyTheSavage/1846890/ Can we stop emulating sheep? "I assure you, sheep are always led to the slaughter." For all of your pseudo-intellectual achievements, and empty causes, you sure haven't learned much. You've become something like the Horseshoe Theory equivalent of the opposite of Alex Jones and his ilk. Paranoid. Ins.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JonnyTheSavage/1846294/ Does anyone else appreciate the irony of "social media" turning us into antisocial weirdos that stare at their phones rather than, you know, being social? I say this as someone who was an antisocial weirdo long before this "live your entire life online for an audience of strangers, advertisers, data.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JonnyTheSavage/1681183/ We (the passive sycophantic divided fools) sit on our hands, and yelp at others to take action, in perhaps one of the most deciding and momentous epochs in "acceptable" recorded human history. We argue day and night over issues which we have absoulte(ly) zero influence whatsoever. I believe Juv.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JonnyTheSavage/1679131/ For me, music is life. And I don't say that as some teenager who just discovered Hot Topic; I say that as someone that combs through genres, then artists, then albums, then lyrics like it's my only goal in life. I'll say it again because it bears repeating: what you allow into your consciousness def.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JonnyTheSavage/1666640/ Perception is both a blessing and a curse. I've learned and seen more than I ever cared to, and after you've reached the point that I have, there are only a few options remaining: lay prone on the threshold with your eyes put out, crusade for truth, love and longevity or fight to preserve the order .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JonnyTheSavage/1666517/ The Angel With Guitar WingsOf all the people who have left and stayed,Since you died that day, nothing has been the same.It washed over us all, like a heart attack.If I was any weaker, you'd find me shooting smack.Of all the men who have lived and died,I promise you this: in my heart will you always.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JonnyTheSavage/1662621/ When the ties that bind are cut loose, we will either sink or swim. And all I see is Atlantis; self-destruction, sycophants slowly sinking! I float off in freedom, wishing I could destroy these mental shackles that they've adorned themselves (and what a fashion accessory!), but seeing the futility -.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JonnyTheSavage/1662480/ Will is the most powerful force that you will ever encounter. Will has the power to alter both physical and metaphysical probability; thus changing reality (within the power of the invoker.) An example: the discovery of Penicillin as an antibiotic; the chances of staving off an infection have u.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JonnyTheSavage/1661355/ I refuse to live in a world without poetry,Even if I'm the only one living in and penning verse. Even if all that fate holds for me is abject misery.Even if the only words that define me are a curse! http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JonnyTheSavage/1660939/ When you get on this bitter pill, that I'm on, not a whole lot makes you genuinely Smile. But you still so desperately need to smile. People offer me pity, but it's got the same exchange rate as envy. Too many look at me as the enemy, a traitor within the ranks. When in reality, they've already sold.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JonnyTheSavage/1657696/ Perhaps there are some events that are inescapable in the river, time. Fate, Destiny, God's Will, etc. all are words for this concept. Man cannot escape the inescapable! No matter how much he resists!Perhaps it is not the actual sequence of events that is important, but what they result in. Maybe yo.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JonnyTheSavage/1656784/ These last few years have honestly been the most difficult, trying and painful experience of my life. They were the most utterly soul crushing and anguish filled days that I have ever and hope ever to experience. I've lost more than I can put into words, prayed for death more times than I can count .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JonnyTheSavage/1655005/ He watched the world around him descend into madness in the infinite sadness that came from knowing, absolutely, that it was not the world he could ever change; but only himself. It felt so without point to even try, but, unshaken, he pressed on; wondering how much could he accomplish before the ine.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JonnyTheSavage/1654414/ We march on blindly; makeshift mercenaries, one and all. These severed optics, we stare at them like salvation; the abomination before the fall. Breathe in, breathe out; recoil. This nagging doubt consumes us like crafting hats from tin foil. We speak in lies, until our demise; the goal has always b.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JonnyTheSavage/1653922/ If you are unable to suspend your disbelief, even momentarily, when encountering new information - your confirmation bias will just affirm your worldview. You may as well put out your eyes and ears. You may as well sever your temporal lobe and cerebral cortex. ..you may as well put an end to any and.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JonnyTheSavage/1650889/ He drew only what he knew - misery and isolation spilled all over the page. He doused his afflictions with a bottle to his lips and winced at the daggers in his throat. Often he would dwell on his end, more with anticipation than trepidation. His days were largely spent incarcerated within himself a.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JonnyTheSavage/1649819/ When I'm long gone,All that will remain is this song,A notebook full of dreams,A world falling apart at the seams.Of all that could have been, Everything that will never happen.All these futile thoughts,Of what could be, but it is not.Has it ever occurred to you,Everything you do,Every breath y.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JonnyTheSavage/1649807/ I feel lost,Everywhere I go, I'm an interloper.I just need somewhere to call home,A place where I don't feel so alone.I'm an open book,In case you ever decide to take a look.I apologize for the stains of painBut they define the scribbles of love. I trudge on,Blindly taking any path that will ha.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JonnyTheSavage/1649798/ This belt, I wear it with pride. I can still remember the day I bought it, teary eyed in a TJ Max; just trying to hold myself together. It was five days ago I saw you on the way home from the arcade with my brother. We talked about politics and you complained about your medication. I'm so fortunate .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JonnyTheSavage/1649793/ Time slows to a crawl,As I watch the glass begin to splinter.This moment is forever,There is no possibility of turning back.It is imminent; it is now. Fear defines me as the branches poke throughAnd relocate my windshield into my skull.Game over without another quarter.I'm ashamed to admit it,B.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JonnyTheSavage/1649764/ Darkness consumes all;Nowhere to run,Nowhere to hide.Hate defines us;Fear our master,Material our bride.Tonight, the sky falls;No one notices,No one says good bye.This is what we leave behind:Monuments to our brutality,Burning in cosmic effigy.  http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JonnyTheSavage/1649761/ It is in this moment that I stand between two worlds. I needn't be plagued with the past, but it always inflicts itself upon me. These scars, I wear them proud, as badges of survival. Primal instinct and insight allowed for breath to return to my chest.  http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JonnyTheSavage/1649757/ Still your mind, young one. You must understand that much has been decided before your birth. There is much you may accomplish but until you learn to live with your brothers and sisters, you may as well sit on your hands. Life is not a contest of survival any longer, you have been spared this hardsh.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JonnyTheSavage/1649754/ I wish I could put into words that which plagues this mortal coil. It's not the uncertainty and literal grayness that blears the rainbow, but knowing that there is much we mat never reach due to mere biology. It's incredible to be a sentient being derived from an abiotic Universe. It is apparent tha.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JonnyTheSavage/1649721/ I smile, as the waves roll in,Contemplating just where we begin.Mother nature, it was never my intentionFor my race to disgrace you with our inventions. The Sun shines so bright,That it burns my eyes.What the ancients must have prophesied In just a modest attempt to define.I sit amongst my.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JonnyTheSavage/1649706/